The headquarters of Borsippa was adjacent to the central section of Babel Academy. Here, they oversaw all activities within Borsippa, which given the scale of the academy, meant the size of the headquarters was also considerable.0

At ten stories tall, the Borsippa Headquarters housed the hundreds of administrative staff working there and the tens of thousands of people who were visiting for various purposes. As such, the lower floors experienced a variety of noises, but that wasn’t the case for the Dean’s office on the top floor.0

Scribble scribble.0

The quiet sound of documents being signed could be distinctly heard in the room. And amidst that quiet sound, Eun-Ha was examining documents as usual.0

Bang!3

But all of a sudden, that serenity was shattered by a middle-aged blonde black hair man. Slamming open the door and entering without knocking, Michael Barmuth looked at Eun-Ha with a cold expression.9

“Dean Ryu Eun-Ha.”0

Although his tone was polite, it was filled with palpable anger.0

It was so blatant that the end of his sentences carried mana, causing the entire office to tremble faintly, but Eun-Ha didn’t even look up from her documents.0

“Speak.”0

“Do you even realize what you have done?”0

“I’m not sure. Please explain it to me.”0

Furrowing his eyebrows at her calm, indifferent attitude, which showed she had no intentions of engaging in conversation, Michael forced himself to quickly calm his emotions.0

“Your biased review video has caused substantial economic losses to the Barmuth family.”2

Due to the video Eun-Ha uploaded, the Barmuth family struggled with refund requests that exceeded their order volume—this was the first time. Many enterprises and guilds that still had doubts over the performance of their upcoming newly created mass-produced equipment immediately switched to Carlton’s workshop as if they had been waiting.0

We would have fixed all those faulty parts before...6